For my own good.
I hate fish. The skin, the itty-bitty bones, the smell, the fishy taste...it's a one-way ticket to Shudder Central.
And, Oh My God, if you serve it with the head and eyes still attached, I will dry-heave right in front of you.
I knew you really needed a visual. It's just like this, except I'm not a dog.
I can be a bitch, but I'm not a dog.
I don't like fish... unless it is tuna-melt form. That is awesomeness. Of course, it's totally unhealthy, but I'm doing my best here, people.
This recipe comes from Paul's late Grandma Selby. Here she is with Baby Owen on a trip to Wisconsin the summer of 2006. I miss her. That's Paul's Grandpa with her. He still drives himself to dialysis every day in the Wisconsin winter. That's a man.
She was a marvelous cook, if not a detailed recipe-writer. For example, here's a typical (bonus!) recipe from her files, written verbatium:
Beat two eggs, add 3/4 cup sugar, pinch salt, 1 cup flour, 2 tsp baking powder, and 1/3 cup hot milk. Bake 10 minutes in a hot oven.
If I attempted to cook this, it would be catastrophic.
Luckily, the fish recipe is more detailed, and it is awesome.
Grandma Selby's Tuna Burgers
1 can tuna
3 hard boiled eggs, chopped
1 tablespoon onion, chopped
1 tablespoon sweet pickle relish
1/2 cup cheddar cheese, grated
1/2 cup mayonnaise
Mix all ingredients. Fill ten hamburger buns. Wrap in foil. Bake at 400 degrees 15 minutes.
I swear to you, these are the White Castles of fishy burgers.